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Wahyu 2:2
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[Why 2:2] Help Us To Labor On
Help us to labor on,
Savior, for Thee;
Faithful in word and deed,
O may we be. Refrain Till all our work is done,
Our crown of glory won,
Help us, Lord, to labor on,
Trusting in Thee. Help us to labor on,
Cheered from above;
Sowing the word of life,
Telling Thy love. Refrain Help us to labor on,
Lord, not in vain;
O may we gather in,
Bright, golden grain. Refrain |
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source: Cyberhymnal |
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[Why 2:2] Unclouded Day, The
O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies,
O they tell me of a home far away;
O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise,
O they tell me of an unclouded day. Refrain O the land of cloudless day,
O the land of an unclouded day,
O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise,
O they tell me of an unclouded day. O they tell me of a home where my friends have gone,
O they tell me of that land far away,
Where the tree of life in eternal bloom
Sheds its fragrance through the unclouded day. Refrain O they tell me of a King in His beauty there,
And they tell me that mine eyes shall behold
Where He sits on the throne that is whiter than snow,
In the city that is made of gold. Refrain O they tell me that He smiles on His children there,
And His smile drives their sorrows all away;
And they tell me that no tears ever come again
In that lovely land of unclouded day. Refrain |
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Wahyu 11:17
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[Why 11:17] Creation’s Lord, We Give Thee Thanks
Creation’s Lord, we give Thee thanks
That this Thy world is incomplete;
That battle calls our marshaled ranks;
That work awaits our hands and feet. That Thou hast not yet finished man;
That we are in the making still,
As friends who share the Maker’s plan
As sons who know the Father’s will. Beyond the present sin and shame,
Wrong’s bitter, cruel, scorching blight,
We see the beckoning vision flame,
The blessèd kingdom of the right. What though the kingdom long delay,
And still with haughty foes must cope?
It gives us that for which to pray,
A field for toil and faith and hope. Since what we choose is what we are,
And what we love we yet shall be,
The goal may ever shine afar—
The will to win it makes us free. |
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source: Cyberhymnal |
